50 SHADES of EROTICA: Mega Collection of 50 Erotic Stories (3 page)

Her mouth came off of his hard cock and she held him tightly in both hands as her eyes locked on his.  “I don’t care,” she breathed.  “Cum in my mouth now Eric, I want it…I want it bad.  I’ve been dreaming of this since the first interview.”  Her hot breath was driving him crazy.  “But you have to promise you’ll fuck me after…”

Unable to speak, he thrust his cock towards her mouth and she took him in, all of him.  This was no tiny, frail girl, she was a grown woman and if she had a gag reflex, he couldn’t tell…every inch of his long thick cock slipped inside her eager mouth and her nose bumped against his pelvic bone before she drew him back out until only the tip remained inside.  Smoothly and swiftly, she sucked him back in, and then she began to move her head faster.  They were both moaning as he pulled her long blonde hair.

The splash of his cum in her throat was electric, and Ashlyn felt herself peaking with him as she swallowed, something she had not thought possible.  She’d had warm sexy feelings and even some tingling in her pussy when she had taken Todd’s cock in her mouth, but it had felt
nothing
like this.  She had to make an effort not to bite down on Eric’s cock as she came.

When it was over, she stood weakly, panting and hornier than she had been all week.  Swallowing his cum had made her even hotter.  “Fuck me!” she begged in a shaky voice.  “I need you…”  The last had been a husky, sexy whisper, and Eric lifted her naked body in his arms and carried her down the foyer and into the hallway leading to his bedroom.

He couldn’t just walk, he fastened his lips to the closest rigid nipple after raising her up high enough to get at it, and he carried her to his bed as she moaned. When he laid her on his bed, his white teeth clenched lightly on the nipple he had been sucking and his tongue skittered madly over the rigid flesh.

Ashlyn’s legs spread of their own volition, and without even thinking she pushed his head down, his tongue exploring her rounded belly and her shaved pubic mound.  She held her breath as he licked the soft skin at the juncture of her thighs, and then lifted her knees and whimpered as his tongue sought and found the soft skin of her pussy.  “Aaaaah god!” she cried as he brought her to orgasm.  It had taken no time at all.  Her legs spread lewdly, her hips writhing erotically and her pussy humping up and down.

“Put it in me Eric, stick that hard cock inside me!” She lifted her arms and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him over her.  She managed to catch the tip of his cock between the swollen lips of her pussy and lodged it against the hard swollen nub of her clit.  She gazed deeply into his eyes as she took a deep breath, and shoved her hips upward, lodging the tip of his cock against her cervix. Ashlyn began to howl as her body exploded.

Eric wasn’t certain how long it had lasted.  They were drenched in sweat and the bedclothes were wrecked.  Ashlyn was fast asleep, her angelic face turned to one side and her breathing smooth and even.  The last thing she had done before she had fallen asleep was tell him not to make any plans for the night.  When they recovered, she promised, she would do
anything he wants
.  Then she had sighed and wriggled sexily as his finger explored the tight puckered ring of her ass.  “That would be a nice place to start,” she whispered.

REFLECTED IN YOU

SYNOPSIS:

She looked just like Faye had when Bram had met her in high school.  It was weird seeing a doppelganger of his wife all these years later, and it was weirder still when Faye hired her as their babysitter.  Bram Tilman didn’t have a clue that his life was about to make a radical change for the better until he heard “You’re right, I’m
reflected in you…”
 

The very first time Bram Tilman laid eyes on Jemma he knew damned well he would have to remain as far away from her as possible.  Unfortunately for him his wife Faye introduced Jemma as their new babysitter as a fait accomplish rather than a request or a suggestion. He had been married to Faye for almost fifteen years, and the woman had stayed in great shape, especially for someone who’d borne to rowdy sons.  Still, she had changed a bit over the years.  A sag here, a droop there, a wrinkle that wasn’t there a few years before, it all added up.  She had been the sexiest thing Bram had ever seen and he had fallen madly in love with her their senior year in high school…and he had been madly in love with her ever since.  He had never once even considered cheating on Faye, their sex life was great, though not quite as frequent as it had been in years past, and Faye was an imaginative and creative lover.             

Jemma, whether Faye noticed it or not, except for the way she styled her hair, was a carbon copy of Faye at eighteen…and therein lay the problem.  Jemma, like so many girls of this day and time, was very conscious of what she wore, and of how sexy it made her look.  The way she looked when she left her house was rarely the way she looked when she got to school, and never the way she looked when she was out with her friends. Since she had started working for them as a babysitter for the boys, Bram had often seen her at the park, the grocery store, and other places on his way about his business…and he was helpless not to gawk at her.  When she was out in athletic clothing, or the shorts and top she wore when babysitting, the girl put her hair up in a ponytail and the transformation was amazing…she could have been Faye’s identical twin in high school.

Jemma rarely wore a bra, and the panties they sold in the stores now were so skimpy as to make a man wonder why women bothered with them at all.  When the girl came in to babysit the boys, she generally displayed more of her own skin than Bram had seen of Faye’s until they were married.  As a consequence, whenever Bram was around her or thought about her, he sported a huge erection…which he desperately tried to hide from all concerned.  He thought he had been pretty clever about it so far, but he was not as clever as he thought.

He and Faye had gone out on Friday night, and returned home late to find Jemma asleep on the sofa and the boys upstairs in bed, as it should be.  Faye told Bram to wake up Jemma while she went upstairs to check on the boys.

Jemma was fast asleep on the sofa, and her face was angelic in repose.  She looked so much like Faye had at that age that it was painful to even look at her.  Bram tapped her shoulder and she half turned, murmuring something indistinct.  He shook her shoulder again and when she turned this time, the skimpy top she was wearing stayed where it was, and two small firm young breasts with puffy nipples and a hard, flat, naked belly were exposed to Bram’s.  The erection he had sprouted as soon as he saw her lying on the sofa began to leak precum at an alarming rate, and he feared he would cum in his pants.  He turned his head away and shook her shoulder harder.

Jemma awakened to see Mr. Tilman’s hand on her shoulder and his head turned away from her.  She was immediately aware that her breasts were bared and realized what had happened.  She also noticed the huge bulge in the front of his pants.  Licking her lips, Jemma decided that Mrs. Tilman was a very lucky woman.  Bram Tilman was not only a very good looking older man, but he had a helluva big dick on him.  From the size of the lump, he was even bigger than Moose Evans…and she hadn’t seen a cock bigger than his except in internet porn videos.  Moose was a football player at the high school, and it had been all she could do to fit him inside her tight little pussy after the prom.  She had turned eighteen just before prom, and Moose had been her present to herself.

Jemma sat up on the sofa, rubbing her eyes and pretending she didn’t know her shirt was rucked up.  She liked it when men looked at her, and it was exciting to know that she was the cause of an erection…and too, she had a little bit of a crush on Bram Tilman.  It was easy enough to shift her shoulder after he had turned around and make the top fall into place, but she had waited until she was sure he had gotten another good look at her tits before she had covered them.  He had gotten one of those looks on his face like a deer gets when your headlights catch them in the middle of the road at night, and he had immediately plonked himself down on the sofa and dragged one of the throw pillows over his lap.

Bram fumbled uneasily for his wallet, not even looking to see what he was giving her for the night’s work.  Jemma glanced down and noticed that he had handed her three twenties and giggled.  Bending forward, and making doubly sure Bram had a peek down the scooped neck of her thin shirt at the braless breasts beneath, she handed him back one of the twenties and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “You aren’t supposed to pay me that much,” she whispered. She giggled again at the look on his face and turned to find Faye standing directly behind her.  “Good night Mrs. Tilman,” she said with a straight face.  She knew the way to the door, but Faye followed her to make sure she got to her car alright.  Jemma smiled brightly and waved as she got into the front seat of the convertible her dad had bought her and drove away.

Faye returned to the living room and watched as her stunned husband reached for the remote control and fumbled through a few channels.  “Aren’t you coming up to bed?” Faye asked him in the voice she reserved for ‘playtime.’  Teasingly she grabbed at the throw pillow in his lap.

“I’ll be up in a few minutes,” he stuttered, “I want to catch the latest news.”  Faye stood up, unfastening the buttons of her blouse and exposing the lacy half bra beneath it.

“Why baby?” she asked, still using her playtime voice.  “It would be a shame to waste that magnificent woodie you’re hiding under that pillow.” Her blouse hit the floor and her skirt followed immediately.  Bram was aghast that she knew about his erection, and he made no effort to stop her from removing the pillow when she tugged at it. Obviously, he was well and truly caught.

Faye put her slender hand on the painful lump in his lap and gave it a squeeze.  Bram jumped at her touch.  “Jesus baby, I swear I…”  He never got another word out, Faye touched his lips with a forefinger, effectively shutting him up.  Then she used the same hand to unzip his pants and lift out his hard erect cock.  Bram felt her hot breath on the tip and then, amazingly, he felt something he hadn’t felt in months…Faye’s soft lips engulfing the head of his prick.  With a groan, Faye turned her head and took him deep into her throat.

Bram groaned himself at the exquisite wet heat surrounding his cock and he reached for Faye’s breasts.  Her bra slid down easily and his hands cupped the firm orbs, her nipples standing up against his palms.  It was impossible not to think of Jemma’s firm young tits as he fondled his wife and he doubled up with the surprise convulsion of his orgasm.  He found himself jetting into the depths of Faye’s throat, something she had never allowed him to do before, and instead of pulling away, Faye was greedily sucking at him.  She didn’t let him go until every drop was gone.

His head was spinning as he tried to make some sense of it all.  He had been caught staring at the babysitters boobs..that was a given, Faye had been too close not to notice.  She had caught him getting an erection from looking at the babysitters boobs…another given.  Faye had just given him unquestionably the best blowjob of his life, and had
swallowed
at the end of it rather than just jerking him off onto her tits as she used to do
when he was still getting head from her
.   It had been a very long time.

“I don’t understand,” he said quietly. 

Faye kissed him and helped him to his feet.  “Come on upstairs baby, and I’ll explain it to you.”  She bent to pick up her blouse and skirt, tossing them on the sofa with her bra, and held out her hand for his.  Bram followed her saucy wiggle all the way upstairs.

When they were naked, and Faye was stretched out beneath him, she began to talk.  She had hired Jemma because of the resemblance to herself at that age, and because of Bram’s initial reaction to the girl.  Faye had been noticing his erections all along, he hadn’t been fooling anyone.  The girl had reawakened
his
sex drive, which in turn had reawakened Faye’s.  The blowjob mystery was explained as well.  “It just got to where it was taking so long my mouth got tired baby, and then it kind of got to be a chore,” Faye said, “but tonight it was different, I could tell you were going to cum fast…besides, I heard Jemma and her friends talking about it the other day in the park.”

Bram gave her an odd look. Faye explained that she had overheard the girls talking about blowjobs.  It had seemed an odd topic for teenage girls that she had listened in.  The conversation had at first shocked her, and then it had made her so horny that she had to cut the boy’s park time short and go home to take care of herself.  “They get into cars in the parking lot at lunchtime,” Faye said, “different boys all the time…and they give them blowjobs.  They don’t see it as sex, it’s kind of a game they play.”

“Jesus,” Bram said, “When we were in school Barbie Melton was the only girl there that would go down on a guy.”